Chapter 398

Nathalie chuckled. "Greta, I can't wait to see how this unfolds."

Out of nowhere, she pulled out a key and casually tossed it onto the bedside table. "Oh, this is the key to the Brown family estate. Thought I'd give it back to you."

Greta's eyes sparkled with surprise. "Are you actually being generous? After all the scheming you did to snatch it from me, why would you just hand it over?"

Nathalie watched her as if she were a bit dim. "Who said I'm giving the house back? I just upgraded to a smart lock, the kind with a peephole. This old key is pretty much useless now. Consider it a souvenir."

Greta's face turned an angry shade of green. "Nathalie, you're downright cruel. You connived your way into taking Dad's house, leaving our parents with nowhere to go."

Nathalie laughed, a sound full of amusement. "Greta, you've got it all wrong. It was you who refused to care for our sick dad, leaving it all to me. Dad felt guilty since he never treated me well and had to rely on me in his later years. So, he gave me the house as compensation."

"But you ditched Dad after getting the house..."

wronged. "Was it me who abandoned Dad? Come on, Greta, it was you. After you married Cameron, you got all high and mighty, thinking becoming Mrs. Dawson would always have you in the limelight. You didn't want the bad rep of being awful to family and insisted on

you wanted him or not, it was always about what was convenient for you. You're selfish to the core. But you forgot, karma's a real thing. You craved the life of the rich, but you will end up broke. You wanted Cameron's undivided love,

up, regal and commanding. "Greta, I can see your future abandoned by everyone, dying alone and in poverty. Your body will

purple. "No, I'm the chosen one. I have parents and a husband who love me. I won't end up like

in, closing the gap between them. "What gives me the right? The simple truth

that, she turned and walked away,

away her facade, revealing her true, ugly self,

Greta. The greedy and malicious Greta from Timeless Cycle was her in a In this

that path yet.

was Nathalie somehow

collapsed weakly onto the

life.

the room, he found Greta curled up on the bed, looking pale. Her eyes were red and puffy from

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